“Don’t fall in love me,” Angela warned.

“I couldn’t if I wanted to. I’m too busy courting the world.”

“I know,” she said, grabbing me by the collar. “Look at all you have. You can make people laugh.”

“Sure, I can make people laugh but with that gift comes a great debt. I pay for every joke I crack, every law I break, every moral I transcend. This life isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.”

“You’ll be fine.”

“Or I won’t be but in the end none of this will matter anyway.”

“Yes, it will.”

“No, I believe we’re all here for a purpose and that purpose is to show that there is no purpose, no rhyme or reason to anything. In the end it all breaks down into chaos.”

"I want chaos."

"You've found the right guy."